Hey there guys! Georgia and Charlotte here also known as TG101! We're in our second week of our holidays and we are bored :c I (Georgia) could have gone to two parties this week but due to circumstances I can't. We've also got out five year old second cousin around for the weekend and when he comes round it's "Georgia and Charlotte will play with you!" not "Your older brother will play!" -.-" Yeah it's the same old story.. Anywho, this is probably my favourite chapter! It's just...fucking amazing smut and most of it was written by Charlotte. We also have venus fly traps called Frankie Valley and the Seven Seasons and Audrey II Peace Out! TG101 :-D x
"So..." Sam growled, his voice husky and his green eyes turning emerald with lust. "What do newly married couples do on the first night of their honeymoon?"
"I don't Mr Evans." Mercedes mused, her voice equally seductive to match Sam's tone. Sam chuckled low in his throat, nipping Mercedes' ear. Mercedes felt herself shiver in excitement and her panties become slightly wet as Sam moved to her neck, his tongue running along the area.
"I'll tell you what they do." he drawled as he hooked his thumbs around the waistband of her panties, grinning as he realised it was lace. "Or, why don't I show you instead?"
"I don't think my husband would appreciate that." the diva responded, smugly raising a single eyebrow. "Besides, I've been a bad girl." she whispered, squeezing Sam's balls through the material of his boxers, making him squeak with a shuddering breath. "And I always thought..." she whispered with a shrug, casting a sultry glance. "Bad girls need to be punished."
"Well, do you want to tell me how bad you've been? Or am I going to have to get it out of you?" he whispered, giving Mercedes' ass a sharp spank. She gasped as a ripple of pleasure coursed through her body. Okay,that was new. Admittedly, she had never really been one for the whole Fifty Shades schtick but something about the way it was done made her want more.
"Oh,so you like that, huh? You do realise that only kinky little sluts like yourself like that kinda thing?" Sam breathed, raising a daring eyebrow as he manipulated his wife so that her back was facing him."Kneel." he commanded, snapping his fingers and pointing to the bed.
"Anything you want, Mr Evans." she purred, kneeling, making sure that Sam got a view of her entrance. Sam could feel himself getting hard and gulped. Slowly, he peeled back her Victoria Secrets panties, inhaling the scent that was distinctly her. He could smell it when she had it on but now that the offending items were off, it was stronger than ever.
"Good girl." he praised calmly, reaching underneath for the bundle of nerves that he knew drove her wild. As he brushed his thumb against it, Mercedes whimpered softly, only to receive yet another slap on the ass.
"Be quiet!" Sam ordered, his tone harsh as he suddenly pulled his hand away, making her whip her head around, much to Sam's pretend annoyance. "Did I tell you to turn around,slut?" he hissed in her ear, making her shudder. She didn't know where this new Sam came from but she liked it.
Sam spanked her again before snaking his hands up her back and onto her bra. Within a matter of seconds, the clasp was undone and he pulled it away, marveling the way her breasts dropped with the gravity. Grinning, he tentatively reached under yet again but instead of aiming for her clit, he gently grasped a nipple in between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it in between them and making it pebble underneath his touch.
"Oh...oh..." Mercedes sighed, her breath wavering slightly as she got more aroused.
"Just relax." Sam reassured, momentarily softening as he sensed her discomfort. He had wanted to try this for a while but could never find a right time to do so until now. "Trust me..."
As he took his finger out, Mercedes winced as it left the ring of muscle and shuffled about slightly. "Ow." she whispered, feeling momentarily sick.
"Mercedes?" the blonde asked as he placed his face inches away from her ear, sounding concerned. "You okay babe? I-I can always stop if you want?"
"Please." she mumbled shakily, gulping as she could feel herself getting nervous, a habit that she had ever since she was younger. As she calmed down, she allowed herself to be flipped over so that Sam was now lying on top, his erection resting on her stomach. Even though she lost count at the number of times they'd had sex, she was constantly surprised at how well endowed he was.
"Okay, then." he muttered, placing a strong hand on her back. He grinned, lightly biting her neck, increasing the pressure with every passing second. Just as he felt as though he was about to draw blood if he wasn't careful, he began to suck the skin, running his tongue along it as he did so. If that wasn't enough, he began to hum as well, making vibrations travel down her neck and spine.
"M-more." Mercedes sighed, moaning softly, her breath sharpening as a hand traveled onto her right breast. "I...love...you...so...fucking much." she gasped, her back arching as Sam's fingers began to massage her most intimate area, his thumb resting on her clit, his fingers inside her body and his palm massaging the skin surrounding her vagina.
Sam grinned. She was so fucking wet and he fucking loved it. Increasing the pressure, he began to trail light kisses all down her body, stopping as he reached where his hand was. If there was one thing he knew about Mercedes, it was that his next move drove her wild, which was the reason he only saved it for special occasions.
"Sam, what are you..." she asked warily, biting her lip with trepidation.
"What did I say about keeping quiet?" he questioned sweetly, raising an eyebrow. Man, did it feel good to talk to her that way! Slowly, he flicked his tongue against her clit, making her give a guttural groan. Still grinning, he began to kiss more deeply, sucking the bud and entering a finger. Okay, now Mercedes was close; the panting, the whimpering sounds that she made, the way her muscles contracted around his finger, she was positively mewling by this stage.
"Sam...Sam...I-I.."
"I don't think so. A whore like you doesn't choose when to cum, I choose when you can cum." Sam growled, taking his finger out and pinching the swollen bud in between her legs. Mercedes gave a shuddering breath, her legs shaking. She was close, she was so close. She knew it, Sam knew it and that's why he wouldn't let her orgasm.
"Sam...I'm begging you...please just let me cum." she gasped, feeling a little relief between her legs as the blonde let go ever so slightly.
"I don't know, 'Cedes. I mean, what have you done to deserve the opportunity?" the blonde mused, interlocking his eyes with hers, an indication that he was totally serious, still twiddling her clit in between his fingers.
"I- I don't know...I dunno." Mercedes babbled, her breath now coming in short pants as she felt her orgasm build, causing her to clench her toes and squirm. Seconds later, she couldn't take it anymore and allowed her body to be taken over by the warmth that was radiating from her pussy.
"Sam...Sam...Sam..." she moaned freely, grinding her pelvis against Sam's erection. All she wanted to do now was for him to fuck her long and hard enough so that she wouldn't be able to walk for a week.
"You really have been naughty, haven't you? I didn't tell you to cum, did I?" Sam shook his head, his voice coming out as a growl from his throat.
"Uhuh." the older woman panted, moaning as she felt the sting of hand on skin as Sam applied yet another slap.
"Thought not." he shrugged, manipulating her into a new position so that she was now kneeling on all fours and facing away from him for the second time that night. Sam couldn't help but sigh and breathe in the distinctive scent of Mercedes and sex as he dared to get closer. He knew this angle of Mercedes all too well; the way her walls curved upwards, the perfect spot to place his hands when straddling her, he knew it all.
As he straddled her and pressed his manhood against her entrance, Mercedes keened at his touch. Both knew what the other wanted and they were so close to giving it to each other.
Groaning lightly, Sam gently entered her body, slowly filling every crevice until she was full."Fuck,Mercy." he breathed, closing his eyes in pleasure. He loved the way she felt against his dick and no pillow or fake pussy could ever replicate that. He knew exactly what Mercedes loved and he was planning to give her the best night of her life.
Mercedes hummed in pleasure as she felt his dick leave, before slamming into her body seconds later, taking her breath away.
"You're so tight." Sam remarked, digging his thumbs into the skin of her hip. "Don't worry babe, we'll fix that and soon you'll be begging for mercy." he added lightly as he rolled his hips upwards.
"And what if I don't?" the diva challenged as she turned her head around.
"Then I'll tell everyone you're a kinky slut who likes to obey my every command." Sam grunted as he thrusted again, Mercedes giving a little scream. "Fuck!" she moaned, feeling her heart beat wildly. She liked to be soft and gentle when it came to sex as much as the next person but put in the right mood and environment, then a completely different side would be seen where she would like to be touched and sucked and bitten and completely be under Sam's control.
After several minutes had passed, Sam begin to notice that his mind was beginning to cloud over as he was building up to his orgasm. At this point, both he and Mercedes were at the same point where they were close to coming but didn't want to admit it to the other.
"Sammy,baby...I'm close." Mercedes finally admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Her new husband merely grinned, silently marveling at how much she had managed to endure. If he was Mercedes, he would have given up when he brushed his thumb on her clit. "I can fix that."
